King Cullen
Posts : 25
Join date : 2011-06-25
Age : 32
Location : Hardin, KY
 | Subject: Backfire. Next major.  Fri Jul 22, 2011 4:46 pm | |
| You think you're better than me, Axel?
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**The scene opens to Chris Legend sitting in the exact same room from the week before**
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Legend: You're wrong. You aren't even a blip on my radar, in terms of talent.
However, I must admit, it did take some balls for you to say what you
did on Corruption. But don't let it get to your head. You're still a low
life jobber who can't figure out what he wants to be when he grows up. I
mean, come on, you haven't even figured out how to sign a contract to
this company yet, let alone figure out how to prove that you're better
than me.
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I will tell you this right now, Axel. If you set out to prove that you're better than me, be
prepared. Because you have a long, never ending journey ahead of you.
What have you done recently, I ask? Let me answer that for you in a very
simple way...
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NOTHING.
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That's right. All you have done is sit on your ass, in that little swirly desk
chair of yours, doing nothing but putting your girly little signature
on a few papers. What have I done lately? Oh, you know, nothing big. I
just earned myself a spot in the Darksoul Championship Match at the PPV.
And you know what? I'm going to win that match. And there isn't a damn
thing that you, or anyone else, can do to stop me.
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My destiny calls, Axel. It calls me to great things. But you? Where is
your destiny calling you? Has it called you to be a lazy, good for
nothing, useless BUM? Because, that's what you're doing with your life
right now, Axel.
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I feel sorry for you. I really do. It must be hard to live with yourself
knowing how much of a failure your life has been. Not just your life,
but you. Every time you try to get your foot in the door of success,
someone slams it shut, leaving you with no option but to retreat to your
cardboard box, lick your wounds, and hope they heal.
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Guess what, Axel? They never heal. Though the physical marks may go away, the
emotional scars will sit within in for the rest of your life. And you
spend every day trying to suppress them, pretending they don't exist.
I've got bad news for you, buddy. They exist. They are just building up,
and will keep doing so until you reach a breaking point, and then, and
only then, will you realize...you are nothing to this world.
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If you died right now, people wouldn't cry. People wouldn't miss you.
Hell, people would probably come to your funeral just to piss on your
grave. People don't like you, Axel. They never have, they never will.
The sooner you accept this fact, the sooner you can go on with your
life.
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Now, that seems a bit contradictory to everything else I've said, right? 'You can go on with
your life'? Don't worry, I'm not saying your life will be good. In fact,
it will suck worse than ever. But the sooner you accept this fact, and
let your life reach rock bottom, then maybe...just maybe, you can
finally off yourself, so we can be done with you forever.
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**The scene cuts to black** | |
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